On the edge of the sea of dead fire, there are many strong men. In the midst of that, two-for-tat figures were far away from each other, and their eyes were intertwined, as if there were sparks bursting out. Sen Han's killing intent spread out unabashedly from the bodies of these two people.

"The tone is not small, I don't know if you have the strength to match. Leng Jiuming's face was indifferent, and he stepped forward, stepping into the void step by step, and walked towards Mo Zhiyao.

A heavy spiritual power like a mountain seeped out from Leng Jiuming's body, causing this space to emit an overwhelmed muffled sonic boom.

The coercion of spiritual power swept over and suppressed towards Mo Zhiyao. Mo Zhiyao's face remained unchanged, and he didn't see how he acted, and a hurricane-like aura of spiritual power fluctuated, surging out of his body and rising to the sky. That breath made the faces of everyone in the audience change suddenly, and even the pupils of the cold nine shadows were constricted.

Around, such as Bi Tong, Deng Ku and other top powerhouses, their faces also became solemn. Even Zhou Lin had a gleam in his eyes.

"Eight Tribulations Realm!How is this possible!" Leng Jiuchen in the back suddenly turned pale, and a look of horror welled up in his eyes. "It's only been a long time, this kid has actually survived the eighth heavenly tribulation!"

It has only been a month since it left the Blood Pool Condensation Tower in the Kunpeng Ancestral Land that day. Mo Zhiyao's cultivation was unexpectedly improved again, and the speed of this promotion had reached a terrifying level.

Others don't know, but Leng Jiuchen knows it in his heart. Because if you push the time forward by another month, that is, two months ago, Mo Zhiyao's cultivation would only be the Quadruple Heavenly Tribulation.

In two months, he has survived the Quadruple Heavenly Tribulation in a row, this kind of thing, how many people have done it throughout the ages, Leng Jiuchen doesn't know. But in his experience, he had never heard of it.

Leng Jiuchen's eyes were irrepressibly filled with horror and fear. Now that he is doing it with Mo Zhiyao, just the coercion that permeates the latter's body makes him tremble, and he can't even raise the courage to do it.

"No wonder you dare to be so arrogant, it turns out that you still have this kind of strength. After a brief period of surprise, Leng Jiuming's face returned to its original state, and there were no mood swings.

"But this strength is still not enough in front of me. Leng Jiuming sneered, there was still a strong self-confidence in his eyes, but the disdain and contempt before were gone.

Leng Jiuming has absolute confidence in his own strength. He believed that no one in his class was his opponent. Although he was ranked third on the list of gods and demons. But that kind of ranking is just based on everyone's past results. Especially the top 10, they didn't touch each other at all. Therefore, the gold content of the gods and demons list is very high, but the authenticity of the ranking is not the case.

Full of strong people, Leng Jiuming asked himself, the only thing that made him a little jealous was Zhou Lin alone. After all, the latter's cultivation was one level higher than him on the surface. For the rest, Leng Jiuming didn't look at it at all.

"It's really noisy! If it's enough to see it, just do it!" Mo Zhiyao didn't shake anything because of Leng Jiuming's words, he smiled faintly, his eyes were full of coldness, and the violent hurricane-like aura fluctuations made this space turbulent.

"It's with me!" Leng Jiu smiled suddenly, and the spiritual power fluctuations around his body suddenly became extremely strong. The killing intent in his eyes is undisguised.

Seeing this, the surrounding people retreated a little more towards the rear again. Even the top ten people on the list of gods and demons who had not moved until now began to retreat at this moment.

Leng Jiuming and Mo Zhiyao, a powerhouse of their level made a move, and they had the power to destroy the world in a flash, and it was not a good thing to be affected by it.

"Buzz!"

And just when everyone stepped back and gave way to the venue, Mo Zhiyao and Leng Jiuming were about to make a move. An invisible, but substantial wave of power, swept out of the sea of dead fire in front of it like a terrifying wave in a sudden roar. That kind of fluctuation made everyone, including Mo Zhiyao and Leng Jiuming, face change drastically.

Everyone's eyes converged in unison, and they saw that the monstrous black flame roared from the sea of dead fire in front of them. The terrible death qi was like a dark cloud, and the whole world was plunged into darkness at this moment.

"What's going on?"

Exclamations rang out one after another in the crowd, and it was obvious that the change in front of them made everyone a little overwhelmed. Mo Zhiyao's body moved, and he directly swept back to Long Zhan and Qing Xin, looking ahead with his eyes guarded.

And the same is true of Leng Jiuming, who returned to his own team. No one knew what was going on. So the two of them hurriedly gave up their hands and turned around.

One after another, the gaze containing the color of horror was projected towards the sea of dead fire in front of him, and he was uncertain. In everyone's body, there is a majestic spiritual power surging out, obviously ready to deal with all changes.

And under the gaze of everyone, I saw that in the sea of dead fire in front of me, there was suddenly a black fire wave like a tsunami. When the waves of fire fell, the ground shook beneath their feet.

After such a fire wave and tsunami lasted for nearly half an hour, everyone was clearly aware that in this piece of heaven and earth, the originally rich palpitating death qi actually fluctuated violently, and then it actually dissipated little by little.

Although this dissipation did not completely dissipate the dead air here, the intensity of that kind of concentration was reduced by countless grades.

In the Sea of Dead Fire, the black fire wave that rose in the sky had now become less than ten zhang high, which was at least fifty percent lower than before!

"This is ........." Looking at the scene in front of him, Mo Zhiyao's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he remembered something. And at this moment, an exclamation full of ecstasy and disbelief was the first to be heard in the crowd.

"Oh my God! The Sea of Dead Fire has weakened! It's true!

At this moment, the expressions on the faces of all the powerhouses in this area changed from the previous vigilance and horror to uncontrollable ecstasy.

For hundreds of thousands of years, this sea of dead fire finally weakened when the Divine Burial Demon Origin was opened this time. This kind of thing is tantamount to pie falling from the sky and smashing everyone's heads into dizziness.

In the last period of time before the closure of the Divine Burial Demon Plain, all the strong people with a certain strength will gather here. Over the years, this has become an unwritten rule, or habit, and has been the case every time.

Originally, many strong people who came here just came here with a glimmer of hope. More people, in fact, did not think in their hearts at all that the sea of death and fire would weaken.

What they didn't expect was that their luck was so good that it was against the sky. This sea of dead fire has really weakened this time! In other words, they are the first people in nearly a thousand years who have been able to enter the Divine Burial Demon Stage!

As we all know, the God Burial Demon Platform is the biggest treasure place in this God Burial Demon Plain. Here, any harvest can make people crazy!

This field, which has never been set foot in for thousands of years, has opened up this time. At this moment, everyone's mood was extremely excited.

Even Zhou Lin, who had been calm before, was still full of excitement on his face at the moment. He came here to obtain the power of the bloodline of the ancient ancestor, the Qilin clan.

In the past nearly a year, he has almost traveled all over this Divine Burial Demon Plain, but the results he got made him quite depressed. The ancestral land of the Qilin clan has fallen, and there is no trace of ancestral blood left in it. This divine burial platform is his last glimmer of hope.

However, in view of the past, this sea of dead fire has never weakened, and he does not have much hope in his heart. It's just a hint of luck in his heart, and unwillingness, that made him here. What he never expected was that Xu is pity to see that this time the sea of death and fire had really weakened.

After a brief exclamation, the ecstasy and disbelief in everyone's eyes began to dissipate. Instead, there was a crimson sheen of greed, like a wild beast.

Then, I don't know who got up first, and his body turned into a streamer, and he swept towards the sea of death and fire. And his actions are tantamount to a fuse, which will detonate the atmosphere of the audience in an instant!

"Rush!"

In an instant, countless figures rose to the sky, densely packed, like locusts crossing the border, overwhelmingly rushing towards the front.

Everyone knows that the first one to rush through this sea of dead fire and enter the Divine Burial Demon Altar has the greatest chance of being able to obtain a treasure or chance that makes countless people blush.

Zhou Lin turned around, and after glancing at Mo Zhiyao, his body moved, and he also rushed out directly, turning into a streamer shadow, and swept into the sea of dead fire.

Seeing this, many of the top ten powerhouses on the list of gods and demons, such as Bitong, Deng Ku, and Su Xinghuan, no longer dragged their feet and set off one after another.

Leng Jiu Ming's eyes looked at the sea of dead fire in front of him with fiery eyes, then turned around and smiled coldly at Mo Zhiyao. "You're cheap this time, count yourself lucky. Of course, I hope to be able to meet you again in the God Burial Table. However, if you're afraid of death, now is a good chance to escape. ”

After finishing speaking, Leng Jiuming got up directly, waved his palm, and then rushed out first, swept into the sea of dead fire. And behind him, Leng Jiuchen and the others also immediately followed.

Obviously, in the current situation, Leng Jiuming is no longer in the mood to make a move with Mo Zhiyao.

"Humph!"

Mo Zhiyao snorted coldly and did not answer. At this time, he also had no intention of fighting with the cold nine hells. Glancing at the stormy figure, Mo Zhiyao turned around and nodded towards Qing Xin and Long Zhan.

"Let's go too!